I used to work in an airless, windowless bunker. I got depressed and sometimes cried.
Now I'm out touring the city every day. I hardly ever answer calls from supervisors in another city. I haven't seen my boss in a month. When I did, she was buying my lunch at PF Changs. I talk to people, and report on stuff, and make up a lot of stories. The pay is crap, but the hours suck.